Rebirth of the Urban Cultivator

The girls' voices dropped an octave, but their faces were still excited.

"Hurrah!" Wang Ying screamed.

"What's wrong with you? Keep your voice down," the assistant said angrily.

Wang Ying stuck out her tongue to apologize.

Only then were they allowed in. It was like a pilgrimage. The light and shadow in the presidential suite, like the holy light of heaven, shone on the people who came in.

Hua Wuque and the Queen also stood up, showing a gentle smile. Two reporters on the side held up cameras, ready to faithfully record the beautiful moment when Hua Wuque personally met with fans.

In an instant, several boys and girls ran up. The boys took photos with the Queen and asked for autographs, and the girls took photos with Hua Wuque and asked for autographs.

Xiaoqiang was so excited that he couldn't close his mouth. He could take a photo with the Queen of Heaven. It would be hung on the wall in the future. Everyone who came in would be amazed.

Zhou Yi and Su Xiaorou, who were still standing at the door, stood out from the crowd.

Zhou Yi would naturally not take a photo with them. If they could get the chance to take a photo with Zhou Yi, it would be because their ancestors had accumulated virtue for eight generations.

Zhou Yi was also leaving again tomorrow to go to Hong Kong and Macau. He firmly did not object to Xiaorou's decision.

"You can go up and take a photo! I'm not jealous." Zhou Yi smiled.

At this moment, Zhou Yi remembered the situation in his previous life when he not only didn't let Xiaorou go to the concert, but also scolded her.

"I won't go." Xiaorou whispered.

Several people were a little nervous and excited when facing the Queen of Heaven and Hua Wuque, and even stuttered when they spoke. After all, they were characters that could only be seen on TV, like gods high above.

Now, they can be touched, and the excitement in their hearts cannot be expressed in words.

"Be careful, you, stay away from that sister."

"You, be more alert, smile when taking photos with the queen."

The assistant scolded several people from time to time in the intervals between the reporters recording and taking photos.

At this moment, several people were overwhelmed by the excitement, excitement, and anxiety of seeing the big stars, and ignored this point.

The assistant became more and more anxious, and his voice became more and more impolite. These fans were really reckless. The two big stars were so precious, don't bump into them, that would be troublesome.

"Hey, that little classmate, come here quickly, are you still taking photos with you?" The assistant said impatiently to Su Xiaorou.

This little girl is the most beautiful in the audience. If she takes a photo with Huahua, it will be a big highlight. You can't put some ugly melons and shriveled dates on it.

"I, I don't need it, thank you." Su Xiaorou shook her hands and said anxiously, and she almost stuttered when she was nervous.

The assistant's face turned ugly. He came over and was about to pull Xiaorou's clothes. He said angrily, "What's the matter? Such a precious person taking pictures with you is a shame for your ancestors. Come here quickly."

Zhou Yi's smiling face suddenly changed.

He blocked the assistant's hand and said, "Since she doesn't want to, forget it. You guys take pictures quickly. We have to rush back to school."

"Why are you talking like that?" The assistant was angry. He heard Zhou Yi's tone, as if Zhou Yi came here to give them face.

"Okay, Xiao Wang, it's just right that she doesn't want to. Okay, the pictures are taken, and you can leave." Hua Wuque has never been rejected in his life.

At this moment, his face was a little embarrassed.

"I say, are you a Wattala? Do you know how many people want to take pictures with Huahua but can't? You are shameless, right?" The assistant saw Hua Wuque's cold face and was immediately furious and shouted.

"Okay, if you don't want to take pictures, you're not afraid. Let's go. You've been spoiled. Go and regret it. You didn't even take the opportunity to take a photo with the idol of the nation. You deserve it!" The assistant was about to drive them away.

The faces of several girls changed.

How did things suddenly become like this.

"Apologize for what you just said!" Zhou Yi was originally not angry at all. He just took it as an experience of worldly fireworks. At this moment, the fire in his heart has risen. If he was not afraid of scaring Xiao Rou, he could slap the assistant in front of him to death. He dared to talk to him like this.

"Big stars are noble? Are they precious? Are they high and mighty? All of you are not worthy of carrying her shoes." Zhou Yi said coldly.

Zhou Yi was telling the truth. He was the Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor, who was the existence that dominated the stars and all races. Who was worthy of carrying his shoes? Who was worthy of carrying the shoes of his bedmate?

When this was said, everyone was shocked.

Ma Cheng was not surprised at all. After all, he had seen the horror of Brother Yi.

Xiao Qiang's eyes sparkled, Brother Yi is so handsome! If you want to chase a star, you should chase Brother Yi!

But the other girls who didn't know were stunned by this.

The assistant's brain crashed.

Is this what a human being says?

A little fan actually said that no one is worthy of carrying her shoes!

It's simply intolerable!

The queen was smiling at the assistant chasing people away, but now her face turned black.

She sneered, "These fans are here to disgust us, okay, let them go quickly. Our status is not suitable to be on the same level with them."

That kind of high-handed and contemptuous high-class feeling came out at once.

Hua Wuque lost face in front of the Queen Sister, and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you looking for? Don't record it, don't record it, let's go."

"Huahua!" Wang Ying saw Hua Wuque was angry, and she was very panicked, as if she had lost her beloved baby. She said in panic: "Huahua, please be generous, don't argue with us."

"Go away, all of you, what kind of quality! I signed autographs for you and took photos with you, shouldn't you be grateful? All of you go away, don't make me angry." Hua Wuque was originally a young master with a smoky makeup that was so cool that he could cause a girl to be hypoxic by chanting a sutra or performing a ritual. Now he was said to be unworthy of carrying shoes, which was simply fucked.

"What's so great about it, let's go, Xiaorou." Liu Shengnan's face turned pale, but she walked to Xiaorou with a firm stand and snorted coldly.

She originally admired Hua Wuque, but she didn't expect that the star would scold people without mercy at all, and it felt like fans were not human beings.

"Get out of here, you hear me? You dare to record, you're looking for death!" Seeing Huang Tian actually filming with his mobile phone, the assistant was shocked and winked at the bodyguards. The two bodyguards walked up and grabbed Huang Tian, ​​and threw the phone to the ground, breaking it into pieces.

Huang Tian's face turned red, and he cursed: "Damn it, give me back my phone..."

The assistant grabbed a handful of money and threw it on his face, shouting: "Get out!"

This action was quite insulting, but Huang Tian obviously had never seen the action of being slapped in the face by money, and he was stunned for a moment.

"Na Fei, Hua Wuque, right? You should give us a solemn apology for this matter, and forget about what happened tonight, otherwise, you will live in regret in the future." Zhou Yi said lightly.

Na Fei was stunned, and Hua Wuque was also stunned.